Silence speaks in heavy tones,
Faded calls through broken phones.
The sky wears gray like velvet skin,
I light a match and breathe it in.
Every scar, a map I trace,
Finding beauty in the space.
Dust and fire in my chest,
But somehow, I still rest.
Ashes in gold, I rise again,
From all the hurt I held within.
Smoke surrounds but can't control,
What burns can still be whole.
Ashes in gold, a quiet flame,
Nothing lost, just re-named.
Mirror cracked, but still it shines,
Truth is forged in crooked lines.
I wear the weight like tailored threads,
Grace in all the things I’ve bled.
No need to run, no urge to flee,
The fire only set me free.
Glow beneath a stormy dome,
This pain is what I call home.
Ashes in gold, I rise again,
From all the hurt I held within.
Smoke surrounds but can't control,
What burns can still be whole.
Ashes in gold, a quiet flame,
Nothing lost, just re-named.
Even when the lights go black,
I find color in the cracks.
Burning slow but burning right,
I’m the story in the night.
Ashes in gold, I rise once more,
Walking through an open door.
Fire shaped the soul I own,
And now I stand alone—
Ashes in gold.